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  1. Goin Home

From the recording Goin Home

Lyrics

I hear the, train whistle blowin', throught the early morning rain...
I see the street signs flashing and feel an old familiar pain...
I'm headed outta Reno, I won't be back again,
Time after time it seems I ain't ever gonna win...

And I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home...
All alone, I'm Goin' Home...Goin' Home....

I've criss crossed this country, and half of Vietnam,
Fought in the dessert against a man they called Sadaam...
I married me a woman and took her back to Alabam',
Now she's in Houston with no ring upon her hand...

And I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home...
All alone, I'm Goin' Home...Goin' Home....

There's times like this, man it feels I'm cut right to the bone...
I'm hangin' on to these two wheels...

And I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home...
All alone, I'm Goin' Home...Goin' Home....

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